Devourcd‌:

lovewrotes‌:

         “  really  ?  “  closest  thing  to  happiness  from  her  is  the  small  inflection  in  tone  ,  before  she  looks  at  the  other  ,  shrugging  gently  ,  “  i  need  more  medication  .  i’ve  been  HAVING  migraines  more  often  and  …  i  don’t  know  why  .  hoping  for  a  …  stronger  advil  or  …  or  something  .  UNLESS  you  have  some  . “

       salem definitely had something stronger than advil. it was no secret to his siblings that he been making a mess of himself lately, the reason was still locked up tight in his mind. “ uh --- you should go to a doctor. they’re like, responsible and know about that shit. ” strong painkillers could easily lead down the road salem was on and he might be a hypocrite for it but he would never risk his little sister following him down that path.

icyelva‌:

Elva raised an eyebrow as Salem came towards her. Once upon a time they were friends, but…he became too chaotic. She missed him, of course, but she missed everyone. He was more in danger close to her than he was on his own, “What have you done?” She demanded, still walking wit him, “Could you look any more suspicious?”

“Yeah, actually, I can,” he retorted, fixing his eyes onto the path in front of them. He knew someone was following him and more than likely it had to due with a stunt he pulled in a bar last week. “And I didn’t do anything that someone else didn’t deserve.” It actually pained Salem to be dragging her into of his messes, knowing how much she wanted to avoid trouble.

OFFICER!!

nokingcharlie‌:

♛ — Charlie walked over to the fridge and took out a couple of beers before settling them on a table. He sat down on a couch and used his keys to open the bottles. “Thanks.” he shouted before taking a drink from one. “Not a bad place you got.” He hadn’t finish fixing his new place, it was all still weird since he spent so many years just backpacking around. — ♛

Salem mixed the drinks quickly, having a lot of practice, before he poured them in a couple of solo cups. “Don’t have anything fancy since I broke most of my glasses,” he explained with a small chuckle as he placed the drink on the table in front of the prince. “Thanks. I just picked up because I threw a rager over the weekend. Oh --- and I put two shots in there. I like my stuff strong and I figured you could handle it.”

wickedissms‌:

“Fabulous you’re feeling better.” Maleficent said, deciding to employ her technique. She let the shape of the petite princess fall away and instead she was herself. But she made his mind think nothing of it. She was Maleficent mistress of darkness, but nothing was amiss. Nothing was wrong certainly. He wouldn’t tell anyone about her but he didn’t need to examine why. “Maybe now you can go get your little ice princess.” She smiled, keeping a hold on his mind. 

When he pulled away, a new face greeted him but nothing registered as wrong, he was only curious. “Never thought I would be hugging, well, you.” Salem assumed she would get his meaning. “I don’t know... I still have to get clean and that’s gonna be a pain in the ass. Voices or no voices.” Withdrawals were no joke. Even a day of trying to go cold turkey was painful, mentally and physically, but he knew he could do it now that his main drive pushing him towards drugs and alcohol was gone.

lilxxterror‌:

“It’s not exactly at the best of standards. Alot is just pretty okay and the stuff that was considered really good was very expensive.” She remembered how she stole some food once and they almost caught her but she managed to get away. Taking a bite of her pancake. “Maybe in the dungeons or in the woods. I know when I’ve come from visiting my dad I saw like a spider web. Maybe not in the school though. I swear its like that place is spot clean.” She said dramatically but she doubt that anything like that would be hard to find.

“That’s the irony here, the cheap stuff is better than the expensive stuff.” Salem would take a fast food burger any day over some five course meal filled with all kinds of weird food. Weird in a not good way to the Halloween prince. “The woods are fun. Quiet, these days.” Not just because of the cold, but because people were afraid of what was lurking within the woods. “But you’re right about the school. I lived in Halloweentown until my parents figured it’d be better if I attended high school here.” And now that he had graduated, he was doing nothing to make it all worth it.

wickedissms‌:

Elva frowned, putting her hands on her hips. “Yeah, yeah, you can’t stay out of trouble. It’s nothing serious.” She shook her head, “You know what Salem, I–” She paused, unable to actually swear even given the circumstances, “I am really upset with you!” She shook her head, “If you think for a second I ended our friendship because I didn’t want to be around you, you’re more of an idiot than I thought. I cut everyone out because I didn’t want to hurt them. Because I wanted to protect you from me.” He knew that. He had to know that, “And I have been…” She looked down at her feet, her snowflake pendant glowing, “I have been so alone because of that. But it was worth it because everyone I loved was okay. But if you’re going to screw up and get yourself into trouble anyway then what did I do that for?” She demanded, angry at him again. “Now, I’m…I’m not going to be that person anymore. You’re going to get your shit together if I have to drag you to rehab myself–do you understand?”

Regret and hurt melted together as she yelled at him, telling him her most honest feelings. “But we never asked you to do that! I lost you, Elva. I lost someone that I lo-- cared about.” He caught himself just in time, wanting her to see that it should have been his choice if he wanted to take the risk of being her friend or not. His head was starting to spin more than usual. What did she want from him? He was a loser, plain and simple. His life was so screwed up and the only escape he could see at this point was to literally run away back to his home town. “I’m not going to rehab,” he spat out suddenly, focusing on the word like she had slapped him with it. Going to rehab meant announcing to everyone, including his family, how royally screwed up he really was.

salem really needed to remember that not everyone had as strong a tolerance as he did. "hey, only one of us is allowed to feel worthless,” he joked before realizing that gil was serious. he really did himself as so much lesser than everyone around him. “gil---” he moved the drink away from the other male, cupping his face in his hands to force him to look at him. “that’s the alcohol talking, man.” he tried to calm him. “strong and tough, it’s bullshit. if you’re in somebody’s life it’s because they want you there. trust me, the minute someone doesn’t want you, they’d let you know. and even if they are so much better there’s still something you got that they must need.”

@graveghcst.

“sometimes i wonder if i am truly needed, y’know ? like – my dad has my brothers and ellie who are stronger and tougher than i will ever be,” he chewed on his thumb as his other hand toyed with the hem of his shirt – his fourth drink sitting in front of him, “and yeah i finally have the relationship i dreamed about but am i that needed in it ? somedays i think i’m not – especially since they are too so much better than me.”

wickedissms‌:

“Well, you should stop now.” Maleficent pushed him away, a grin on her face. “Obviously you won’t tell anyone about what happened,” she continued to exert her influence. “I wouldn’t worry about the drugs.” They were better to his mind weak and ready for entry, “Go and get your girl, or at least tell her about her unfaithful pirate.”

“Everyone needs a good hug now and then.” He chuckled, stepping back anyways when she pushed him. As calm as he felt, he still knew not to push his luck with the sorceress. He cocked his head in confusion, wanting to argue the point but he simply nodded with a small smile. “Yeah, I should tell her the good news. And again, thanks. This is... unbelievable.”

::please stop breaking my heart‌::

Elva covered her mouth at the confession, not realizing that was how he felt and how she must have hurt him. “Oh…Salem…I…” but what could she say? She had never liked him that way, and probably never would. Just like Charlie she saw him more as a brother than a potential…anything else. Even acknowledging him “as a man” as he put it seemed strange. “It’s not that I don’t care about you…but I like…Harry.” The guy everyone was talking about her kissing the other day, the guy she’d never really brought up because she thought they needed to work on Salem’s stuff. “But even without him. You have to know, it was never like that for me.” It was cold, but so was she, and she couldn’t let Salem hope for something she could never give him.

Did some part of the former ghost think that maybe once he confessed, she would see him in a new light? A small, fragile part did, but he was still prepared for rejection. He was not prepared to hear that she had feelings for another guy and why did that make it so much worse? “Yeah, I know.” He chuckled dryly, shaking his head. It shouldn’t have surprised him after all the rumors he heard but he barely paid attention to anything when he was on a high. “I know you’ll never... yeah.” He finished lamely, unable to keep the fake smile on his face. All he wanted to do now was drink himself stupid but if he did that and Elva found out, she would be mad at him and he was supposed to be trying to do better.